2013 Sept. 19: Ikhiphe Icwecwe layo lokuqala i Victory Ministries (VMCI)

The new cd of VMCI worship team released recently. Photo by Londeka Dlamini

The new cd of VMCI worship team released recently (2013) in Durban.
Photo by Londeka Dlamini

 

by Londeka Dlamini

Likhiphe icwecwe lalo lokuqala iqembu lendumiso phecelezi i Worship team yebandla lodumo laseThekwini iVictory Ministries International phansi kobuholi buka Mfundisi uZungu. Uma uke waya eVMCI uphinde ubuyele ngendlela omnandi ngakhona umculo waleliqembu lihambisana no Zithulele Khwela obashayela izinsimbi, bavele bakuthathe bakubeke ezulwini elincane. Lelicwecwe labo lihlanganiswe nguye uZithulele phansi kwe ZK Music Productions. Babophele izingoma eziyishumi nanye (11) singabala nje ezimbalwa; Highest praise, Lwandise njalo, Baleka, uyabathwala kanye nethi Ungithandile, nezinye nezinye. Uma ungazithengela nawe eyakho iCD uzobe uzwa amaphimbo abantu abafana no; Mbali, Zodwa, Mam’ Ndlela, Zama, Mam’ Gumede, Nobahle, Mayaya, Shazie, Siya, Mluleki, Khaye, Anele, Bongani, Puli kanye no Phila.

Khona manjalo sike sezwa kucula no sonto skole wakhona eVMCI ngeSonto, awuwuvali umlomo ngendlela abazimisele ngayo labaya bantwana ngokudumisa uJehova ngamaphimbo abo.

Kusenjalo-ke kumenyezelwe ukuthi uMbali Biyela ocula khona kwi VMCI worship team uthe E-baba kwa Sibiya eyocela isihlobo esihle ngenxa yokuhlulwa uthando analo ngo Noxolo. Umfundisi wancoma isenzo sika Biyela ngokuyocela kwazise uhlale njalo enxusa umfundisi ukuba amakholwa angakipiti kodwa alobole, ashade kwaziwe ngokusemthethweni ngothando lwabo. “Uma uhleli nomuntu wakho engakushadi mubuze ukuthi uya nini ekhaya?” lawo kwabe kungazwi ka mfundisi.
Walinganisa ngokuthi uma uzothenga imoto uqala ufunde ngeyalapho kufundelwa khona emva kwalokho uthenge entsha ngakho-ke ungahlali nomuntu kanti usazokushiya ashade omunye. Kanti esilandisa yena uMbali uthe uyajabula ngendlela umndeni ka Noxolo omemukele ngayo njengoba kunzima kangaka kweminye imindeni ukwemukela ukuthandana kwabantu bobulili obufanayo.

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2013 September 1: Bafake umfaniswano omama nobab’ umfundisi

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2013 June 18: New Brand For House Music Lovers

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2013 June 16: Zishade libalele izitabane

 

 

 

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2013 Sept. 17: The streets

 

by Tshidi ‘Latifah’ Mokhele

I want to walk free in the streets…

The streets of my Freedom fighters…
the streets that gave birth to my great grandfathers and mothers.
I am talking about the streets of my ancestors…

Free in the streets where the only thing that will bring me down is gravity… free in the streets where my brother will not stone me to death turn my face into a wall of graffiti

Free in the streets where my legs will not tremble from fear, the streets that had so much love care…

Free in the streets that had no corrective rape, the streets where every child grew and matured like wine from grapes yeah I miss those streets…

Free in the streets that had no hate crimes…the streets where footsteps made rhymes and brothers and sisters held hands going to church to sing sweet hymns… oh how I miss those times

Streets where mothers went to bushes to fetch firewood, instead of witnessing bodies of their innocent young girls robbed off their sisterhood, the streets that had no tears and cold blood…

I miss those streets…

The streets where I would wake up in the middle of the night and not hear a sound of a gun… I am talking about the streets where every mother owned a son without a gun…I miss those streets..

The streets where Christians didn’t commit a sin then hide behind the bible…the streets where only police man owned a rifle…so bring back my streets…

I want to walk with pride again in those streets and not be raped because I am a lesbian…I want to walk tall in this streets, be treated like a queen I am and still remain Nubian

free in the streets where being gay is ok, the streets that oozes humanity…

The streets where people don’t hide behind God to chop and criticize my sexuality…the streets that shines with quality and equality…

Cause right now I fear walking in these streets…

The cold streets where the spirits of Salome and Sizakele got drifted apart…the streets that robbed us of their lives and broke so many hearts…two love birds flew away singing “till death do us part”
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Cold winds from the streets that raised Zoliswa Nkonyana and Duduzile Zozo, blowing from East to West, in peace their souls will rest…

The streets where innocent faces and souls were smashed, the streets that mentored Millicent Gaika… and Zukiswa Gaxa, the streets that inflicted pain into the hearts of many and left feelings astray, the streets that brought and took them away…

The streets that forced a great soul to carry soil with its chest, the streets that swallowed my friend Sanna Supa, the streets where a knife blew away sweet dreams of a girl who just wanted to love and be loved, the streets that wiped out Noxolo Nogwaza

I despise those streets

so bring back the sweet streets where children used to play without fear…cause I miss those streets that had so much love and care, the streets where my legs never used to tremble…the streets where my joints will not be scrambled

Bring back those streets….

The streets where murderers don’t walk around free, the streets where I will not be robbed or killed because of jealousy and greed…yes I want to be freed..

Bring back the streets where real hustlers in corners gave hugs instead of being thugs and selling drugs…
The streets where little girls waited for buses to go to school instead of prostitution so their stomachs can be full

I am talking about the streets where statutory rape does not lead to illegal abortions…the streets where
Every negative actions had its repercussions

The street where every birthday cake had candles and cream, the streets that gave birth to dreams…

I want to walk FREE again in those streets…

About the author

My name is Tshidi Latifah Mokhele, a black lesbian scriptwriter, poet and an actress, born in a small township of Kroonstad in the Free State, April 29, 1986.

The love for writing has traveled with me through the years, as my mother would say, I loved poetry and acting since I was a little girl and I was very good at it, as I won a few poetry competitions in school and was very good at acting..

Unfortunately all she wished for was for me to finish matric and take my love for script writing and poetry to the next level but situations forbade her from taking me to universities or even a college, after matric I worked to be a better person thou what I was earning wasn’t enough to pay for my script writing lessons it still didn’t demoralize me..

I took drama classes with Mahuma Paul Rapetsoa at the Yeoville Recreation Centre.  Mr Rapetsoa is a well known radio and stage script writer, he writes radio scripts for Thobela FM and has a smash hit stage production called “get down” so when I joined his institution I knew I was in the right hands

Unfortunately during the cause of the year I lost my job and couldn’t finish the acting course   I had started with him, I didn’t give up though, I went to several auditions with the little experience I had and I landed myself a role in Maxwell Mlilo’s stage play called “The Tenants”…the late Maxwell Mlilo is well known for his character in Emzini Wenzinsizwa as Nqonde…the play travelled to Grahamstown as part of the national arts festival and from then, I knew that giving up was not an option

I started writing again, and most of the times I would my writings with my facebook friends just to see the response and to see if I was touching home with the my writings as some of the poems and scripts I write are mostly based on creating awareness of the hate crimes going on South Africa and educating people more about the LGBTI community, I always got good response from my friends and some of my family members

In 2009 I met Mr Basil Dube at the Museum Africa auditorium, he was teaching drama and script writing  joined his script writing classes and even thou he didn’t teach for a long time at least I got experience on how a script should be written and how to format my dialogue.

With all the hate crimes and hate speeches going down in my township and around South Africa I am currently working on a script which I wrote, Named The Diary Of A Mad Black Lesbian, the short film is based on everyday issues Lesbians faces and it educates people who don’t know a lot about the LGBTI people,

We are human beings first before we are gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender and intersex and I am working with very young and new cast and crew members who are dedicated more than anything in teaching and creating awareness about the lgbti people and we have currently started shooting the film

We don’t have sponsorship and we do not have budget nor funding for this short film but that does  not stop us from waking up every morning and attending shoots and we hope that when the film is done and dusted people will be educated more and will understand that being gay is human, and just like everyone else, we are sisters, mothers, brothers and daughters and sons out there.

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2013 Sept. 15: Lack of SA Queer History knowledge at the Miss & Mr Gay Daveyton

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Back row in a green blazer, Lebogang Magaela from Twatwa was crowned Mr Gay Daveyton and runner-ups were Nontuthuzelo Mduba (1st prince) and Sphiwe Mbatha (2nd Prince).
Front row: Nhlanhla ‘Fiona’ Thabatha from Duduza was crowned Miss Gay Daveyton, and Thabo Mathengwa (1st princess) and Kiddo Zitha (2nd princess).
Photo by Collen Mfazwe

by Lesego Tlhwale

The Rhoo Hlatswayo Arts Centre in Daveyton was a buzz on Saturday, 14th September 2013, as the LGBTI community came in numbers to watch gays and lesbians competing for the title of Mr & Miss Gay Daveyton.

Glitz and glamour were the order of the night as the LGBTI youth of Daveyton flocked the community centre to cheer for their favorite contestants. The prestigious event was organized by Uthingo which is headed by Lesiba Mothibe, who is the mastermind behind the pageant and a reigning queen. Lesiba was crowned Miss Gay Valentine (2003), which was the first pageant of its sort to be hosted in Daveyton.

Xoli Lewinski the MC at the event kept the crowd entertained with her wit and impeccable sense of humor.  The pageant fanatic also enjoyed performances by local dance groups and the fabulous Miss Ellah from Simply Blue left the crowd in awe with her melodic voice.

The pageant went on and contestants showed off in their creative wear, swimsuits and evening wear. However, the seemingly successful event took a turn when the contestants took part in a general knowledge session, where they were asked LGBTI related questions.

If the pageant was a national or international event, the South African LGBTI community would have been left red-faced with embarrassment by the level of knowledge the youth of South Africa has about LGBTI history.

Most of the contestants could not answer simple direct questions about issues that affect them on a daily basis. “Thank you for the question, but I don’t know the answer”, was one of the many startling answers from the contestants.

The lack of knowledge regarding ‘queer literacy’ within the LGBTI youth of South Africa is an issue not to be ignored.

If our local pageant winners are going to represent their communities in national Mr & Miss Gay pageants, they need to up their game and inform themselves with adequate knowledge.  Beauty alone will not pull them through to victory.

Nonetheless, Nhlanhla ‘Fiona’ Thabatha from Duduza was crowned Miss Gay Daveyton, and Thabo Mathengwa became (1st princess) and Kiddo Zitha (2nd princess).

Lebogang Magaela from Twatwa was crowned Mr Gay Daveyton and her runner-ups were Nontuthuzelo Mduba (1st prince) and Sphiwe Mbatha (2nd Prince).

The overall contestants...

The overall contestants…

 

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Queer spots pointed for our first Johannesburg People’s Pride

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2013 Aug. 6: Invisibility of black lesbians ‘From safe harbours to Equality’

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2013 Sept. 16: The day Ndlela s got married

 

 

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Who: Ziningi & Delisile Ndlela s wedding

 

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2013 June 15: The Durban Lesbian Wedding of the Year

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2013 June 16: Zishade libalele izitabane

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2013 April 2: Visuals from VMCI 2013 Easter weekend

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2013 Sept. 1: The VMCI Times

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What: Church service

Where: The Victory Ministries Church International (VMCI)
Durban, South Africa

http://www.vmci.org.za

When: 1st Sept. 2013

Actual function:  First Sunday – Inkonzo yesidlo

 

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2013 June 15: The Durban Lesbian Wedding of the Year

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2013 June 16: Zishade libalele izitabane

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2013 April 2: Visuals from VMCI 2013 Easter weekend

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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by Thulielove Gifted Hands Sodumo

I could lose and find myself in a woman’s touch.
It makes me turn in and out of myself.
The soft feather light touches.
So deliberate and meant
The softness of the lips against my skin
The warm tongue leaving trails of soft,
warm and wet ecstasy

I need a touch.

Yes a touch that will break all barriers.
This touch will be so soft and gentle.
It will touch my soul and all the butterflies
will reside in my tummy.
I will close my eyes and lose myself in the touch.
In my lust-induced stage
I will fall and melt under the mercy of this touch.
I will be warm, pliant and very willing
for the touch to explore my body
Moan low and sexy.
In a controlled passion the touch will fondle,
stroke the pressure so subtle.
The heat generated by the friction of skin against skin
will drive me absolutely and completely wild.

My skin will burn,
the thrill of excitement racing through me.
I will squirm under the touch.
lose every sense I have in the feel of the bare
flesh strung tight by the heady
hope that the touch would slip lower and lower.
The air is sultry sexy somehow
as if every molecule has joined the touch
to caress and tease my overheated skin.

A low pressure will mount in-between my legs,
a telltale dampness that will want me to be stroked.
Breathing will be shallow.
Eyes closed
Make a little gasping noise.
Eyes barely opened
The heat inside me will show through my eyes.
As if a pilot light is nestled right there
in between my thighs
I won’t be able to turn down the lust.
Like a mental slut all my fantasies will play in my head.
Feeling a bit like a very turned-on lab rat.
A warm languor will spread through my entire body.

Touch.
I’d feel light-headed.

Touch.
Bordering on desperation, gasping to breath.

Touch.
Dammit voice so low and sultry

I will scream
“take me as I am”
I will shiver in anticipation.
Absorbing the touch, memorizing how it feels
as if I want to hang on the memory forever.
Exhilarating sensation.
I will be on the edge, right on the precipice
A feather light touch and I’d explode
with an orgasm like nothing I’d seen before.
Body twitching as I writ against the hand
Under a woman’s touch the possibilities are endless.

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2013 June 11: Double Trouble

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2013 April 3: Reflecting on InterSexions

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2013 April 4: Gender blind

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2013 Sept. 6: Your cheating ways is your business not mine

by Kopano Sibeko

Sneaking in and out, private calls, unnecessary lies and scents of foreign colognes and fragrances all seem to be an impeccable way to assume that your partner is having an affair.  So a friend of mine has observed all these alerting traits of unfaithfulness and she is utterly convinced that her partner has a side-chick, oh so they call them.

Her reaction to this, was purely as expected, devastated. While sharing these life changing news she cried her eye balls out, as if she just heard of a death in her family.  Yes as friend I was obliged to comfort her and tell her that everything will be fine.  She’ll get over it.  She’s still young and she will sure meet someone who will be faithful and loyal to her and their relationship at all times and whilst debating what I just said in my mind.  The rational character in me believed that I lied to her, because truth is, they probably will cheat on her again.

The mental debate that I continuously have with myself is why do people tend to blame themselves when their partners cheat?
Yes I’ve also been victim to this because I mean it must make sense that there should be something wrong with you.  Or something wrong you’re doing or rather something you’re not doing at all that drove your partner into another’s arms.

My predicament is this, most of us have cheated either once, twice or most of our lives, and it really depends on how one weighs or qualifies the act of cheating and what determines cheating. Though to my shock people who are cheated on behave so much like victims.  As if they were never perpetrators before, funny how some of us like being all hypocritical as if we’ve never cheated. I’m not justifying cheating nor am I promoting it.  But if they cheat on you it has absolutely nothing to do with you, more often than not people get hurt because they think that there’s something wrong with them when their partner cheats.
It has nothing to do with you, but everything to do with their selfish reasons. Yes it affects you because that person is a part of you, but it’s not about YOU!
But then again those are my thoughts.

Having spoken to a lot of my friends about this subject matter, there are a percentage of things that incites cheating, be it sexual, emotional, spiritual, and financial or otherwise at the end of the day.  Cheating is an act of selfishness. I say this because it is self-beneficiary. As ridiculous as this may sound.  When someone cheats on you it doesn’t mean they don’t love you.   Sometimes maybe they don’t anymore but because of time spent in the relationship they might be scared to let go.
I mean I’ve been told that cheating depends on a situation, which in all instances is about the self.

People are prone to cheat if they are not happy.  Sometimes it’s not because you don’t make them happy, but because they are unhappy with themselves and they’re constantly try to fill that void.
They tend to forget that happiness is a self-sufficient quality, you cannot find it in others, you have to find it in yourself and be satisfactory with what you have before making or expecting the next person to bring out that side of you.

I will not be totally oblivious to the fact that we are all likely to get hurt when someone is not loyal to us.  Especially if we are romantically entwined to that person.
It has however come to my attention that people don’t like monogamous relationships.  They view them as rather complex and demanding.  If people didn’t mind being in a polygamous one, then there will be no cheating.  But pure openness and a balance because as stated that two is better than one, but then again three is a crowd.

After thoroughly thinking about this and making sense of it.  I shared it with my friend to try and ease her stress and help her move on.  She thinks I’ve completely lost it.  She called me heartless and inconsiderate.
I hope that someday it will make sense to her that, because her partner cheated on her it’s not her fault and that no one is flawless.

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2013 Aug. 31: Black Lesbian Visual Activist wins Mbokodo award

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2013 Aug. 13: Love Transcends and Love Prevails

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2013 Sept. 11: Baby, last night was great for me

2013 Sept. 11:   Baby, last night was great for me

Selogadi Mampane, the artist gave the audience the best performance…


Photos by Collen Mfazwe

… captured at exhibition opening

What:  CRITICALLY QUEER is a group exhibition curated by Jabulani Chen Pereira featuring artists Neo Musangi, Kelebogile Ntladi, Dean Hutton, Selogadi Mampane, Dineo Seshee Bopape and Tyna Adebowale.

Where:  FADA Gallery (University of Johannesburg, Bunting Campus)
as from 10 – 17 September 2013.
According to the Iranti-Org facebook page, the exhibition invites visitors to gaze and interpret various elements of queerness as it relates to the body, identities, desire, sexuality and subversive visual expressions.
There is a walkabout of the exhibition on Saturday 14 September at 10h30

Some individuals and organisations in attendance were art fanatics;
Inkanyiso media (like always) and …
Uthingo Daveyton… Ihawu…
and some dedicated Queer youth from Tsakane

We missed the opening speech(es) but not the great photos from various artists and activists whose was on show.

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this gorgeous person showed off the blonde we-gee

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Beautiful Daveyton Queer Youth and friends are staunched LGBT exhibition supporters.
I can’t wait to see some exhibitions like these reaching the South African townships like Daveyton, KwaThema, Tsakane, etc…

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She is SomGaga and has a pretty smile.
Somizi is beauty pageant winner, also a cultural activist who came all the way from Daveyton to see herself…

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No Flash Please… Our journalist, Kopano Sibeko posing with Simphiwe Mbatha

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This one is my favourite photo on show.
No wonder other women starred graciously in front of it

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Family portraits are very important for any Queer plan(ning)
I like these too and have own reservations though

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Dean Hutton’s iPhone photos were the favorite of the night.
The man could not move an inch…

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Some decent crowd in audience… hope everybody understood the importance of this exhibition

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… the life of an artist.
am glad that Joburg wintry is over.
Selo, you’ve excelled dearest.
Knowing me, I’m not Shwashwi next week I’ll have to get full details of this performance

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… what else can I say
It is ooooooooooooooover… now. Good night Queers and allies

 

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2013 Aug. 31: Best mark followed by death news

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2013 July 13: Picturing Duduzile Zozo’s funeral


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2013 July 9: Living in and loving the lesbian boarding house in Hillbrow


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2013 June 6: Dangerous is not the Young Black Men in Daveyton


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2013 May 19: There’s beauty in aging

 

 

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2013 Sept. 7: I used to be a lesbian

 

I used to be lesbian

Let me explain

I use to look at girls in a particular way

Where I could imagine her in the conclusion of each page

Man, I loved women

I used to tease them,
taste them,
feel them,
love them,
fuck them…

I liked all the different shapes of a woman

See, I used to be lesbian

Walk the streets and get defeated by his construction of living life

I used to listen to his thoughts

So I know that every time I walk by

His already undressed me,
and I’d get home and question what he sees

I used to be lesbian

In fact my first heart break was with a woman

And I didn’t know how to handle it so
I became a heart breaker
just so that I could see how others were dealing with the intensity you feel when you’ve lost the love
you thought was the one

Until I found another kind of love

So intense I was afraid to hold her
because I knew I’d be singing songs of eternity

I used to be lesbian

Until one night that tragedy happened to me

And I never saw it coming

I was pinned to the floor

Forced to kiss the ground

it was him…him ontop of me

I was gasping to scream

But his dick couldn’t let me

He was whispering his imaginary scriptures to me

I used to be lesbian

until I looked into his eyes

And saw a beast a site that could never be God’s creation…
this was the work of satan

My cry was his motivational speech

So I laid there in silence

To withstand the violence

And my soul had already left me

I used to be lesbian

But when he left me

I cuddled a big rock

Mother nature was the nearest woman
I could find warmth in

I used to be lesbian

but now my final words

Are on a tomb stone

Because he showed me the power of a man

And I could never love that

So I killed myself because

I knew that I could never stand corrected

It wasn’t one of Shakespeare’s tragedies

This was no love story

I used to be lesbian

But in heaven God said

We are not defined by titles

So now I live as a woman that loves…


© Andiswa Dlamini
     09/2013

 

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2013 July 31: Contrast of love and hate


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2013 July 3: Another fucked up case

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2013 Sept. 9: The Only Drag Queen with a Degree

 

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Odidi’s performance at Beefcakes, Sea Point (2009)
Photo by Zanele Muholi


Odidi Mfenyana
born in Bo-Kaap, Cape Town, describes himself as a trailblazer, someone who is the physical manifestation of a human bridge between the past, present and the future – a living embodiment of South Africa’s miracle, that is a robust and powerful energy for renewal and transformation.

He calls himself an Arts Practitioner and heads Odid! Arts & Entertainment Solutions, a company he owns.
He is also a performing artist, social activist, social commentator, creative artist, musician, etc.
The undeniable Mfenyana studied at Tertiary: Waterfront Theatre School and the Cape Academy of Dramatic Arts, earning the Trinity College Performer’s Certificate in 1999.
In 2010 he earned a Certificate in Business Acumen for Artists from the University of Cape Town Graduate School for Business.

His energy is unstoppable and his sights are set far.  His future endeavours include studying at Kaospilots in AarhusDenmark, helping a new South African political party become a force in South African politics in time for the 2014 National Elections, growing his company to become an important Arts & Entertainment Company that will impact and help transform the syllabus for all Performing Arts at Tertiary Institutions in South Africa.   His overall vision is to change South Africa “into a proud and united nation that masters a fluency in human potential.”

Odidiva II District 6, Cape Town, Jan. 2010 Photo by Zanele Muholi

Odidiva II
District 6, Cape Town, Jan. 2010
Photo by Zanele Muholi

This may sound like an eclectic mix of things for one person but Mfenyana lets you know in good time that he is driven.  In his words he says he wants people to know about “my talent, my stage presence, my ability to draw in an audience and hold them captive – both a gift and a curse, like having the calling of the ancestors to be a sangoma.
Its purity can never be diluted the commune of magic, the hand of God, but its effects are not always welcome or understood, the jealousy, envy and cruelty that can come from those whom it frightens can have really damaging effects on me” he says.  But that awareness does not slow him down, it only spurs him on.  He however had to learn to deal with it after realising it was taking a toll on him and his thoughts taking a dip.
He states “I once had faith in poison and that it could release me of the darkness but now I have come to understand and care for myself and respect my gift profoundly!”

As a child ... at Holy Cross Church mission

Far right Odidi as a child … at Holy Cross Church mission

Born into a family that consisted of both his parents and 2 siblings.  He was treated as laatlammetjie (the baby of the family).  He and his now retired parents, whom he lives with, have always gotten on very well.
Because he identifies as a gay man, his siblings seemingly have a problem with it.  He says of the matter “My sister thinks she’s okay but subconsciously it’s apparent in her behaviour and some of the things she says that it does not sit well with her completely.
My brother never quite reconciled with the idea or dealt with it.  Subsequently, we not very close.  My parents accepted me a long time ago, because I pretty much have been the same personality since I was a child.”

He says that is not to say they were not afraid for him though.  His mother once told him that she wept when he came out to her.  Upon inquiring why at a much later time, she said “my son you are already a Black Man in South Africa.
Now why would you want to be Black, African & Gay?”

He thinks back and remembers that “it was internalised for us that white was right.
I grew up knowing that to be white, blonde with blue eyes was the epitome of living the best life.  Looking at it today it is not even true.  Most white people are not even blue eyed blondes.
Sad as it is some African children could not be convinced that white was not always right.”
He says that remnants of those internalization/s still linger in his subconscious especially when trying to find reflections of himself in society at large.
That however does not make him shun diversity –he thrives in it.
He still asks “but really how many times can I find Black Gay Men on Television living my life?”
Everyday my life is an example that you can be successful, well-spoken and fabulous even as a Black Gay African.

Odidi as Shirley Bassey... Cape Town (2009)

Odidi as Shirley Bassey… Cape Town (2009)

Mfenyana who identifies as gay, says he can butch it up if needs be.  As a performer he gets to straddle both sides.  He says of his sexuality and gender identity “sexual orientation is my sexuality which is mostly homosexual but not completely. Gender identity is the difference between Odidi and ODIDIVA. Odidi is a gay man. ODIDIVA is female even if she does have a penis tucked away and fake boobs, her gender identity is female.

Although he is not in any kind of relationship right now, he views gay relationships as being like any other relationship when it’s good it’s really good, when it’s bad it’s really bad.
He feels that often time extra baggage is carried into relationships and that is what the real problem is.

He says he lives according to the fabulous RuPaul’s sign off: “IF YOU CAN’T LOVE YOURSELF, HOW THE HELL YOU GONNA LOVE ANYBODY ELSE?,
CAN I GET AN AMEN?”

AMEN and werk!

He also feels that it is important for one to have self-awareness and self-love in order to love another. “I am finally learning to love myself, learning that I don’t need to hide my true self or change and modify it for people to love or like me.  I am learning to value myself, my work, my body and my soul.”

The violence in the county is making everyone take pause.  Mfenyana laments the state of affairs by noting that “what Apartheid did to us IS a crime against our humanity that manifests itself in so many violent ways. Africans from other parts of our continent marvel at our anger and violence. We are a hurt nation and black men especially feel this. It’s scary, it’s painful to see it happening so much in our country.”

He was moved to say something about this shameful culture taking root that he did a Public Service Announcement (PSA) with Jack Lewis, which can be viewed by clicking this link http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5z-grpZOwRU

He did it because he is afraid it could happen to him, his family and especially female relatives like his sister and brother’s daughters, his nieces.
It is important to understand the past he says, in order to better understand where the future is taking the populace.
“We must not regret the past nor wish to shut the door on it.
We need to see how our collective experience can serve to benefit us in a symbiotic vision of our future.”  He believes the struggle will continue until everyone has the same opportunities and basic human rights.
“We need to belong to a nation where we ARE all BORN EQUAL.”

He currently lives in Plumstead, a former white middle and working class Suburb, where several gays of different walks are visible, no one is bothered about or by that too much.  He says the neighbourhood is a melting pot with many “characters” such that LGBT doesn’t stand out much at the end of the day.

That does not mean he has not seen his fair share of spirit breaking happenings. He is not broken though, only fired up.  “I will tell you that even though life in South Africa is tough, it is still the best place for me. I have travelled to over 16 international cities and stayed and lived in some 10 cities in Europe, Australia and Africa, and I will tell you that South Africa is not easy but it’s better than anywhere else in Africa.
I have a passion for my country, a love that runs deep, my life is lived so that it may continue to rise from the vomit of white supremacy and become the true rainbow nation of God.
If I were a leader of this beautiful country, I would focus on true and comprehensive reconciliation as well as transformation.”

Mfenyana was introduced to Zanele Muholi by Joost Bosland, (Art curator/ Director) who happen to be their friend.
Bosland thought they would really get on and true to form they took to each other. Muholi challenged him to take himself, his life and his work, seriously and he took heed. He had previously been scared to reveal his ambitions beyond the comfort of family and close friends.  Although having partied the previous evening with friends, he made the early morning photo shoot.
In his vivid description while reminiscing, he shares “I looked like a Courtney Love’s African coke whore sister after she’d been sucking cock in the rain all night.
I cleaned myself a bit (plastered the base) and kept my Afro wig on for the shoot.
My body was fit from
2 classes of Muay Thai kickboxing a week, so we shot me topless in heels.”

The rest is history. His poster accompanies his poem THE AFRO IS AFRICAN.
“…the Afro in order to keep growing it needs nourishment,  plaiting, placating but most of all it need uThando, love…”

Mfenyana is an avid Muay Thai Kickboxer who enjoys other hobbies such as mixing music, reading, collecting music, building social media presence, supporting Arsenal Football Club, watching television shows & going to the movies.

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